"My chest bursts open, or at least it feels that way. It splits right down the middle. Zip goes the scalpel. Blood. There should be blood everywhere. "My chest bursts open, or at least it feels that way. It splits right down the middle. Zip goes the scalpel. Blood. There should be blood everywhere. There should be blood covering the whole world when your whole self spills right out onto the floor."...more
"I'm proud of what I've created. I'm proud to know that I've given my people a space where we can be ourselves without limitations, regardless of shad"I'm proud of what I've created. I'm proud to know that I've given my people a space where we can be ourselves without limitations, regardless of shade or financial ability. Nobody has to worry about real-life problems here. The police don't profile us, people don't gentrify our neighborhoods, and we don't have to remind people not to touch our hair. And if experiencing that here in my game, just for a moment, makes even one SLAYer rethink their role in the world as a Black person, if it gives them the power to face whatever they have to in the real world, that's enough to make all of this worth it."...more
"SilkWings were dragons, too, just like them. SilkWings didn't deserve to be stepped on, sneered at, poked without permission, punished for no reason,"SilkWings were dragons, too, just like them. SilkWings didn't deserve to be stepped on, sneered at, poked without permission, punished for no reason, or ignored. It made no sense. Why would a different wing shape, or a slightly different scale color, or antennae, make one dragon superior and another dragon worth nothing."...more
"Snowfall's wings ached from flying all day, but she felt lighter than she could remember feeling in forever. As though her scales were made of moonli"Snowfall's wings ached from flying all day, but she felt lighter than she could remember feeling in forever. As though her scales were made of moonlight, shining through the dark clouds that had been around her."...more
"The dragon tilted her head. Her scales were dappled with darker green leaf shapes, like the shadows of long oval leaves. Her eyes looked like they we"The dragon tilted her head. Her scales were dappled with darker green leaf shapes, like the shadows of long oval leaves. Her eyes looked like they were smiling. Her whole face was doing a weird crinkly sparkly thing that made Sundew's face want to do the same thing. Crinkling and sparkling! What kind of weird brain magic was this?"...more
"He swallows, raises the tip of his sword some, and just in time: the first wrestler blitzes them, kicking the flashlight so it's just spinning in pla"He swallows, raises the tip of his sword some, and just in time: the first wrestler blitzes them, kicking the flashlight so it's just spinning in place, strobing the whole room, turning it into a series of snapshots: Chapman hacking at the face of that wrestler, Johnny T. following-up to the neck, and then the rest crowding in on them, so that all they can do is climb up onto the Zamboni, swing at anything that reaches over the hood."
Zombie Bake-Off by Stephen Graham Jones is a campy, entertaining horror novel about an annual baking convention that ends up overrun with professional wrestlers who show up earlier than they were scheduled to.
You get a donut with a chopped off finger in it! And you get a donut with gnarly maggots! EVERYONE GETS AN OOZING, BLOODY DONUT!!
Zombie Bake-Off is grimy, crude & bonkers af!
Although not my favorite SGJ, I'll read anything he writes!
Merged review:
"He swallows, raises the tip of his sword some, and just in time: the first wrestler blitzes them, kicking the flashlight so it's just spinning in place, strobing the whole room, turning it into a series of snapshots: Chapman hacking at the face of that wrestler, Johnny T. following-up to the neck, and then the rest crowding in on them, so that all they can do is climb up onto the Zamboni, swing at anything that reaches over the hood."
Zombie Bake-Off by Stephen Graham Jones is a campy, entertaining horror novel about an annual baking convention that ends up overrun with professional wrestlers who show up earlier than they were scheduled to.
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